Dasaria II - A NWN2 Roleplay and Story-driven Persistent World

Hmmm.... server seems to have been down for around 21 hours now. Been checking every 2 or so hours. (except overnight ... since I was sleeping.)

Das... Pls come back!

Lachdanon was pacing again.

The sound of his boots on the wooden floor of his room setting a steady rhythm.
It was late, the candles burning low. the dim light meaning so little to his not quite human Eyes.

He could understand how the situation had evolved, now. he could see how it made some ...

Artemis stared into the flame.

The fairly spacious bedroom was lit only by the embers of the fire and a single candle upon the desk.
Moving to the desk in the dark had taken some considerable effort, and removing himself from the bed even more.

The flame flickered fitfully a moment. the wax ...

i was online. Artemis is still in my vault. I have just checked and he is the one I was logged into when the server crashed.

Welcome back!

Oh my.

A Thank you to the DM team. Lookin at you Seth, Eris and Shade.

The world becomes rather stale and routine without you.

It isn't So much the big events as the little things that breath life into the setting. NPC's reacting, interacting, An animated skeleton, even just a line of text here and ...

Failing to cast teleport for any reason seems to nullify the very next spell you attempt as well. including from wands scrolls and potions. Will update with screenshots when I can.

An example would be.

Attempting to teleport while encumbered. the spell fails. then you go "derp" and rest. you then ...

Same here. I stop at connected and then sit forever.

i am here. I dont check the forums often enough sorry LOL

"Nope. I'm done. let me out. I didn't sign up for this."

When words fail, actions can serve to communicate your desires.

Welcome!

Galius cain sat in his rooms and fumed. It had been a little over a month after his restoration from the spell Ar'Temis had laid on him in his moment of triumph.
A young woman knelt beside him. Working on the nails of his right hand quietly.

"He sent me back to old Varana in a box."
The ...

A small gesture. The road curves. [/i][/u]

Artemis lay in their bed, staring at the ceiling in the dark. He couldn't sleep. His one eye moving restlessly, a crossbeam, a shadow, The eye moved on to other details but he saw none of it. Not really. His mind was elsewhere, busily turning over their ...